Luyện nghe bài hát Feeding The Mouth That Bites You

Gather 'round ye sinners and a story I will
About a man o'plenty that we all very well
He doesn't mind a sacrifice to save his face
devide and conquer, repaint and erase
Anything, anyone, he the human race
Raise the stars and stripes and steal the fire Saddam
Cut off his people's medidine and supplies and give matches to them

But if he doesn't take the blame, who they condemn?
Little Caesar/Uncle Sam, feeding the that bites you
Caesar/Uncle Sam, Orwell knew that you'd be eaten by your ham

The king is dead, live the king
Little Caesar/Uncle Sam, is waiting in the wings
Since I wrote the first verse, ol' has been dropping bombs
On middle eastern
Guess we all know what comes comes around
Soon those bombs be homeward bound
of America will be laid to waste
They may win the FU cup but drinking from it leaves a taste

In the mouth of ... chorus]